Song | Plains of Nebrasky-o |
Artist | Eric Andersen |
Album | Today is the Highway |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Andersen |
[00:05.55] | Have you heard about a country where the rivers run free, |
[00:10.48] | That's a place where I think you ought to go |
[00:15.68] | Where the corn stands high, tall as the sky, |
[00:20.27] | On the great plains of Old Nebrasky–O. |
[00:25.83] | |
[00:45.72] | In school I read of men who died by the gun, |
[00:49.90] | But not of those who died by the hoe. |
[00:54.24] | The land has drunk the rains of many a farmer's blood |
[00:58.37] | Now forgotten and buried long ago. |
[01:03.06] | |
[01:04.57] | Where are the hands that plowed fields without sleep |
[01:08.49] | Hands that saved a dying calf without rest |
[01:13.09] | Where are the feet that walked down them hot dusty trails |
[01:17.32] | On their way to seek their fortunes going west. |
[01:21.05] | |
[01:31.08] | And where are the fathers who died in the dust |
[01:35.02] | And mothers who died hungry in the snow |
[01:39.40] | And where are the kids that watched the banks plow their houses down |
[01:42.93] | Those are the things I guess my teaches never knowed. |
[01:49.03] | |
[02:25.83] | You tell me drought hurt only corn and not men |
[02:31.09] | You smile and say hard times have gone away |
[02:35.65] | I guess I should listen to my city politician |
[02:39.73] | Who keeps telling me these are better days. |
[02:42.99] | |
[02:05.88] | Is there anybody left to walk a muddy mile |
[02:11.11] | Is courage a word that's only said |
[02:15.65] | Is it true them dusty days are days that never really were |
[02:19.37] | But are only tales in books to be read. |
[02:24.42] | |
[02:53.70] | Have you heard about a country where the rivers run free, |
[02:57.53] | That's a place where I think you ought to go |
[03:01.85] | Where the corn stands high, tall as the sky, |
[03:06.22] | On the great plains of Old Nebrasky-O |
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[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Andersen |
[00:05.55] | Have you heard about a country where the rivers run free, |
[00:10.48] | That' s a place where I think you ought to go |
[00:15.68] | Where the corn stands high, tall as the sky, |
[00:20.27] | On the great plains of Old Nebrasky O. |
[00:25.83] | |
[00:45.72] | In school I read of men who died by the gun, |
[00:49.90] | But not of those who died by the hoe. |
[00:54.24] | The land has drunk the rains of many a farmer' s blood |
[00:58.37] | Now forgotten and buried long ago. |
[01:03.06] | |
[01:04.57] | Where are the hands that plowed fields without sleep |
[01:08.49] | Hands that saved a dying calf without rest |
[01:13.09] | Where are the feet that walked down them hot dusty trails |
[01:17.32] | On their way to seek their fortunes going west. |
[01:21.05] | |
[01:31.08] | And where are the fathers who died in the dust |
[01:35.02] | And mothers who died hungry in the snow |
[01:39.40] | And where are the kids that watched the banks plow their houses down |
[01:42.93] | Those are the things I guess my teaches never knowed. |
[01:49.03] | |
[02:25.83] | You tell me drought hurt only corn and not men |
[02:31.09] | You smile and say hard times have gone away |
[02:35.65] | I guess I should listen to my city politician |
[02:39.73] | Who keeps telling me these are better days. |
[02:42.99] | |
[02:05.88] | Is there anybody left to walk a muddy mile |
[02:11.11] | Is courage a word that' s only said |
[02:15.65] | Is it true them dusty days are days that never really were |
[02:19.37] | But are only tales in books to be read. |
[02:24.42] | |
[02:53.70] | Have you heard about a country where the rivers run free, |
[02:57.53] | That' s a place where I think you ought to go |
[03:01.85] | Where the corn stands high, tall as the sky, |
[03:06.22] | On the great plains of Old NebraskyO |
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[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Andersen |
[00:05.55] | Have you heard about a country where the rivers run free, |
[00:10.48] | That' s a place where I think you ought to go |
[00:15.68] | Where the corn stands high, tall as the sky, |
[00:20.27] | On the great plains of Old Nebrasky O. |
[00:25.83] | |
[00:45.72] | In school I read of men who died by the gun, |
[00:49.90] | But not of those who died by the hoe. |
[00:54.24] | The land has drunk the rains of many a farmer' s blood |
[00:58.37] | Now forgotten and buried long ago. |
[01:03.06] | |
[01:04.57] | Where are the hands that plowed fields without sleep |
[01:08.49] | Hands that saved a dying calf without rest |
[01:13.09] | Where are the feet that walked down them hot dusty trails |
[01:17.32] | On their way to seek their fortunes going west. |
[01:21.05] | |
[01:31.08] | And where are the fathers who died in the dust |
[01:35.02] | And mothers who died hungry in the snow |
[01:39.40] | And where are the kids that watched the banks plow their houses down |
[01:42.93] | Those are the things I guess my teaches never knowed. |
[01:49.03] | |
[02:25.83] | You tell me drought hurt only corn and not men |
[02:31.09] | You smile and say hard times have gone away |
[02:35.65] | I guess I should listen to my city politician |
[02:39.73] | Who keeps telling me these are better days. |
[02:42.99] | |
[02:05.88] | Is there anybody left to walk a muddy mile |
[02:11.11] | Is courage a word that' s only said |
[02:15.65] | Is it true them dusty days are days that never really were |
[02:19.37] | But are only tales in books to be read. |
[02:24.42] | |
[02:53.70] | Have you heard about a country where the rivers run free, |
[02:57.53] | That' s a place where I think you ought to go |
[03:01.85] | Where the corn stands high, tall as the sky, |
[03:06.22] | On the great plains of Old NebraskyO |